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 Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 1:31 am
August 12, 2009
Dear Diary-Thing,
Yesterday, I went to the beach, in hopes of enjoying a normal, peaceful day to myself. Instead, I found a party. At first, I thought, 'Great. A bunch of drunk college dipsh*ts running around and accidentally burning themselves by falling into bonfires.', but there were some cool people there. I mingled a bit, but not too much, you know? Talked some small talk with a few people...Surprisingly, no one seemed to care about my tail. I mean, I was strutting around in my two-piece, tail hanging out and....nothing. No one said anything. That made me very happy, Diary-Thing. Well, anyway, I was floating around and I spotted the food table. As I got closer, I set my sights on this koala cookie. ...No, it wasn't made of koalas. It was a cookie with a cute, little koala picture printed on it. It caught my attention. I guess you could say I'm weak for cute things...either that or koalas. Getting back on track: it was the only one left and I was getting ready to grab it when I overheard a conversation between these two dudes, talking about what they'll name thier "Goo-Gos" or something like that. At that moment, I realized that these people weren't college idiots(atleast, I didn't think they were), they were customers of that sushi shop that I bought Taro from! After I recalled the variety of small, blobby things I saw that last time I ate there and I, uh, backed away, caught the next bus to my house, and left without my little snack. There's no way I'm getting mixed up in any of that sh*t. I've already got a talking horse-thing that I got to deal with.....I still want that cookie, but I bet someone's already eaten it..
TT~TT My cookie....
Hailie
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 1:53 am
August 13, 2009
Dear Diary-Thing,
I know what I said yesterday, but I want that damn cookie!
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"GRAH!" Hailie slammed down her mechanical pencil in frustration. Her small puppy and kirin, Taro, jumped. "What's the matter?" Taro sighed at her outburst. "I want that damn cookie!" she repeated outloud, slamming her diary shut. It had been about 4 months since she had bought Taro and he had come to life. He was used to her little temper tantrums and tried to think of an idea to calm her down before she did any physical damage to anything. Last time, she broke a lamp, became even angrier at the fact that she broke her own lamp, and went on a tyraid. "Uh...You could..." He was thinking of so many ideas at once, he couldn't focus on one. "Fffff...." Oh, well. He blurted out the one option Hailie wouldn't want to hear. "Go back to the shop?"
There were two options: 1)Either stay here at her home and rant and rave about the sweet or 2) go and try to find it. She quickly decided to go with the second option which brought up two more options: 2a)Go to the shop and ask where her cookie was or 2b)go to the beach and comb through the sands, just in case it was left there.
"....dammit."
Hailie stomped out of her room and slammed the door behind her. Puppy whined and howled, saddened that Hailie had left without saying goodbye, like she usually did. "It's alright, Puppy." Taro coaxed from atop of Hailie's dresser. "She'll be back in a while..." Still, the puppy whined. She ran towards the 4 foot tall dresser and tried, in vain, to reach the kirin so that he could pet her. Taro apologized for not being able to pet her. After a while, she realized that it was futile to continue, so she jumped onto Hailie's bed, curled into a ball, and went to sleep.
After a while, Hailie did return and she had a triumphant look on her face. The puppy raised her head and began whining again. She darted off of the bed, towards Hailie, and began jumping up to get her attention. Taro looked up from the newspaper that Hailie had left on top of her dresser. "Did you find it?" he inquired, although he then figured that her expression spoke for itself. "Yep. I had to pay 3 bucks." she grinned and held up her little treasure. Then she popped it in her mouth. Before she could even start to chew, Taro screamed. "Spit it out!!!" he shrieked. Hailie spat the snack back into her hand and glared at Taro. "What?!" Taro stared at her. "....sorry, but what if it has the magic rice in it like me?" he explained. "...it doesn't." she lamented. "Well, how do you know?" Taro snapped before adding a small 'sorry'. "'Cause it's a cookie. The rice would have to be baked into it. What kind of idiot would bake rice into a cookie? And how do YOU know anything about all that 'magical junk'?" she countered, misinterpreting how GoGos are created. "Maybe because the first week after I came to life, you tried to abandon me at the shop multiple times! You start to learn things if you stick around as long as I did!"
Hailie lowered herself to Taro's eyelevel. No words were exchanged. They both locked eyes and initiated a silent arguement. A battle of will power. They stared at each other for about 2 minutes before Hailie blinked and looked away. "...goddammit..." she grumbled underneath her breath. "Sorry, but I won. Leave it out for a while and see if it ferments." Taro instructed, remembering what he learned at the shop back when Hailie didn't like him...as much as she did now. He motioned with a hoof for her to put the cookie down next to him. "Pfft." She scoffed, but complied and set it down. She shuffled over towards her bed and sat down. "How long is 'a while' exactly?" she asked, trying to figure out when she could eat the koala cookie. Taro resumed reading the newspaper. "About 1-7 days." Hailie felt her face getting hot. "I'm not waiting a week to eat something that might not even be alive! You get 3 days at max!" she yelled and held up three fingers, then she huffed and plopped down on her side with her back facing Taro. Puppy seized the opportunity and decided to show her affecton by laying on Hailie's face. "Mmph?! Mmm-mmph! mmph-mm mmphmph mph!" Hailie pushed the small dog away, but she simply came right back and laid back on her face again. While the girls disputed, Taro looked at the cookie and whispered quietly, "You'd better hurry up or else Hailie will inhale you for dinner. Literally." he then chuckled at the thought of Hailie literally inhaling an entire buffet in a matter of seconds. "I heard that, you little b*stard!"
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 4:02 pm
August 23, 2009Taro sighed softly. He was a little saddened by the fact that the koala cookie Hailie had brought home over a week ago hadn't fermented yet. Taro had to beg and plead for her to wait this long. Tommorrow would be the very last day it will have before Hailie would get to eat it. Maybe it was defunctional. Maybe it was just a regular cookie. He pondered those thoughts for a minute before Hailie walked into the room. He turned his head toward the doorway. She was wearing those pajamas she bought two weeks ago. They were baby blue with pink, hugging teddy bears on them. Hailie claimed that the only reason she bought them was because the material they were made of "felt good". He didn't understand why she couldn't admit that she liked cute, little things or the color pink. It didn't make any sense to him, but he'd never say that to her outloud because she had a really short fuse. Hailie scanned the room for a minute. Probably looking for Puppy, he thought to himself. He didn't have anything against the puppy. She was just too clingy and needy..and big. It seemed like she always wants someone to pet her or be her bed substitute or something else like that. And a few weeks earlier, whenever Hailie wasn't at home, she always went after Taro to make him pet her(which was nearly impossible). Hailie had decided that he should stay up on her bedside dresser, where he was out of the puppy's jumping capacity. He didn't mind that he spent most of the day up there, as long as he had something to read, he'd be fine. However, right now, he was not in his sanctuary. He was on the opposite: Hailie's bed.Hailie inspected the room to make sure nothing major was out of place. Were her magazines put up and out of Puppy's reach? Yep. Did she throw away any stray orange peels that she had left around by accident? Wait, no, she thought to herself. I didn't eat any oranges today. Alright, everything was in place. She looked around for the puppy. "Puppy?" she called out. The puppy didn't like to sleep alone and would much rather whine all night than do so. With that in mind, Hailie allowed the puppy to sleep with her in her bed. About 10 seconds passed before the puppy came trotting into the room. "Hey there, baby..." Hailie began her cooing, adopting a lisp and raising her voice pitch slightly. She didn't know why, but a majority of people all over the world, including herself, talked to their pets like they were babies. Did she hate it? Yes. Would she ever stop? Probably not. She looked down at the puppy, who looked back at her and wagged her tail. Hailie bent down and petted her on her head a few times. "Do you know what time it is?" She began to pet behind the puppy's ears. "It's 2:30 in the morning!" she announced loudly. "And it's also time for bed!" She knew the puppy understood what that meant. As Puppy turned around to head towards her bed, Hailie stood back up and looked over at it. She saw Taro, just sitting there in the open, on her pillow. What the hell was he doing down there? Hailie stood up, rushed over, and swooped him up before the puppy could try and smother the love out of him. "What the hell, Taro?" she yelled at him as she set him on top of her dresser. "You're not supposed to be down unless I take the puppy up out of the house!" Taro apologized a few times before walking over to his pillow-bed combo. "It's not that deep, but it is annoying. Just stay up here and we won't have any problems, alright?" No answer. She sighed and walked over towards the light switch and flicked it off. She should really move her bed so that she won't have to get up to turn her lights on and off...either that or get "The Clapper". The commercial jingle went through her head as she maneuvered her way back to her bed and settled down. The puppy jumped onto the bed and snuggled next to her. Soon, everyone was quiet.. . . . . . . . . . . . . . "....." This didn't seem right. He couldn't see anything. Only darkness. Wait, what was this? He sat up and squinted. He wasn't really sure where he was, but he could make out some dark shapes. He turned to his right and spotted a light yellow horse on a big, white, fluffy-looking thing. He stood up and tottered over to it. ...He had to get a closer look. Aftter plopping onto the pillow, he wiggled and squirmed until he got closer to the horse. He would call him...'Horsey'. He looked at the horse and took in the features of his face. Ooh, what was that? A horn? "Oh, wow!" he exclaimed outloud. Maybe a little too loud because Horsey woke up and screamed. He didn't mean to scare him, but he was just really interested in him. He wanted to know all about Horsey and this new place. So, he began to fire of a bunch of questions, in hopes of getting answers. "Wow! Where am I? Are you a horse? Can I call you 'Horsey'? Why is everything so big? Does that horn come off? Did you shrink yourself? Was it by accident? Can you change yourself back? Did you shrink me too? Can you change me back too?" Horsey seemed a bit confused and looked like he was trying to think of answers to his questions. Maybe he had spoke a little too fast for him. Oh, well. He decided that he'd explore this new place while Horsey tried to think up some answers. He wandered towards some sort of edge. He was way up high in this gigantic room! "Wow, this place is really big." he admired. then a thought struck him. Maybe if the room echos... On impulse, he yelled, "This room is really big!!!" The room didn't echo it back to him. Maybe he wasn't loud enough... Before he could try again, Horsey came from behind him and told him to 'Shhhh!'. But, apparently, it was too late. A sharp and loud noise came out of nowhere and a huge black form jumped up and snapped its jaws at him. He fell backwards and landed on his tush.Hailie was abruptly awakened by the puppy's annoying barks. She sat up. It was way too early for this s**t. "What is it?" The puppy's barking subsided and was replaced by whining. She stumbled around and tried to find that goddamned lightswitch. She flicked it on angrily and stared at the puppy after her eyes adjusted to the sudden burst of light. The puppy jumped up in an attempt to get on top of the dresser. Hailie's gaze soon defected to the top of her dresser where she saw Taro and a small koala-thing. That only meant one thing. "Oh, God...no." The ferment laughed and waved at her with a his stump of an arm. "Hello, there! My name's Koala's March! What's yours? Is this your place or Horsey's place? It's really big and so are you! Why are you so big? Or are me and Horsey just really small? Did you shrink us? Can make us bigger? Do you know you have a monster here? I think it tried to eat me!" He went on and on and on...Hailie put her hands over her face and rubbed her eyes with her pointer fingers. She grumbled to herself. "I'm gonna have to go to that shop and talk to them about this..."
((I rewrote this. Something about the previous entry didn't seem right to me.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 03, 2009 1:36 pm
((This takes place right after Sisters and a Koala))
August 24, 2009Hailie rode the bus home after her trip to the shop. No one was there, but she did meet a woman who enlightened her a bit about taking care of Koala. ...Koala. Oh, crud. She bent over slightly and rummaged through her backpack carefully to make sure he was still there. "Koala?" she whispered. His head popped out of the small pocket on the outside of her bag. "Yes?" he answered. She snapped back up to her normal posture . "Nothing. I just need..my chips. You didn't eat them all, did you?" "The spicy ones? I think the bag's still in the big pocket." He gestured towards the pocket. "Never mind, I'm not hungry anymore." A puzzled look hit his face. "..Okay, then." He popped back into the pocket and resumed whatever he was doing before. If she was going to lose him any where, it would only be the shop, where she'd know he'd be taken care of. Not some dingy bus..
Hailie sighed when they had back home. He'd be staying the night until she had the opportunity to go back to the shop. She was booked solid for the next two days. "Hey, little dude." She began after they reached her room. She fished him out of her bag again and held him in the palm of her hand. For some reason, he reminded her of a gerbil. "Since you'll be staying here for a little while, you'll need to know a few things." Koala stared at her with a small smile. "Guidelines?" She frowned. "No, rules. Number 1: Do NOT touch anything unless I tell you that you can." When she saw his little head nod, she smirked. He was finally piping down and listening. "Alright, number 2: You will call "Horsey" by his real name, Taro." She saw him hesitate for a second before putting a smile back on his face and nodding again. "Taro is his name. He doesn't like being called Horsey. So don't do it." "Okay." "Number 3: If I put you somewhere, stay there. Don't move. Just..stay." She felt like she was talking to the puppy or a toddler, but she had to make sure that the ferment got the point. "Also, stay off of the carpet." She pointed towards the floor to show him. "Puppy with smother the life out of you if you don't stay up and out of her reach." "What does 'smother' mean? Does that mean the puppy-monster will eat me?" "Uh, yeah." "Ooh.." He quivered slightly. Hailie looked around the room. The puppy was knocked out on the couch. She spotted Taro, sleeping on his pillow. "Yeah. But, now, it's time for bed." "Why?" "Because I have to go and babysit some little br--kid whose daddy was busy tonight. I can't take you over there and it seems like everyone else is already asleep..." It wasn't the best reason that she could think of, but he seemed to buy it. She carried him towards the dresser and set him down on next to Taro. "You can sleep here tonight." She turned to leave. Wait a minute... She spun back around. "Quick! What was rule #3?" He flinched at the sudden outburst, then quickly answered. "Stay wherever you put me?"
"Good. Now, go to sleep."
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